tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-41781201494129450932024-03-07T15:53:24.282-06:00a boy, a girl and a puga boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.comBlogger758125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-23720240686679143092015-01-15T21:36:00.000-06:002015-01-15T21:36:21.667-06:00what we've been watchingSince I last left you, we discovered boy had the flu and Declan may or may not have had a milder version. So, with all the lack of sleep and single parenting I did last week I've begun drafting hate letters to the flu vaccine people insisting they owe me a day at the spa. I had a few days were my throat would hurt, but nothing as bad as boy. I'm praising the Lord for that! <br />
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We've kept quarantined all of last week and a good portion of this week just to be safe. We had no place to be and I'm a big believer in sparing others of unnecessary misery. With that, mama's done a lot of television watching this week and I thought you might like to hear my thoughts on the matter. So, here's what I've been watching this winter.<br />
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"Sherlock"- Boy and I have both been loving this as we binge watch it on Netflix. Completely addicting and captivating. We have one episode left and sadly we will finish this up within the next day and then spend the weekend mourning our loss. It took us a good week after the season finale of Homeland last month, so wish us luck.<br />
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"The Fall"-this is a Netflix one and season two comes out tomorrow so hopefully this will distract us. A very suspenseful show and so well done. We love a good mystery series.<br />
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"Celebrity Apprentice"- I've loved every season of this show. I won't go into too much episode detail for fear of spoiling it for someone, but I do feel some of my favorites have already been fired. So we'll see...lots of divas left though. Anyone else watching, who are you rooting for?<br />
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"Parenthood"- this is for sure one of my favorite shows and I am beyond devastated that we are going to have to say goodbye to the Braverman's in just a few weeks. Why, why must they go??<br />
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"Real Housewives of Beverly Hills"- because why not? I'm loving Lisa Rinna on this season and I'm sort of obsessed with the train wreck of Brandi's mouth. Girlfriend needs a filter.<br />
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"Parks and Recreation"-I heart Ron! I'm so going miss this show. It's going to be easier to say goodbye, though, with Rashida Jones and Rob Lowe already gone (I miss them).<br />
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"Serial"-now this was a listen not a watch, but I was addicted and binge listened to this thing the week of Christmas. So fascinating you must download it on iTunes (it's free by the way). Can I also say how refreshing it was to turn off the tv and just listen for once...very therapeutic in a way.<br />
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Add in a whole lot of HGTV and that sums it about up. Do share, what's your DVR been up to this winter?<br />
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Tis the season for colds. I hate winter. Declan came down with a really bad cold last weekend (and is still fighting it). Before a kiddo I thought boogie wipes were a joke, now I've succumbed to their awesomeness (ps thank you Sam's Club for carrying these in bulk)! And boy started coming down with it a few days ago and is still feeling awful. I feel like a sitting duck now. I'm staying close to my thieves and loading up on Vitamins praying this momma can be spared from anymore snot.<br />
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We spent Christmas Eve doing Christmas with boy's family. Declan got his very own Radio Flyer from them and loves taking it outside. Can I just say these wagons have come so far since I was a kid? Seats (jealous), padded seats (luxurious), cup holder (shut the front door). <br />
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Then on Christmas morning Santa came and so did my parent's. I think boy was more excited then anyone. He was up an hour before me and then we had to wake Declan up at 8:00 pm (never wake a sleeping baby unless it's Christmas morning)! He isn't so sure about his train that his bubie and big daddy gave him here, but he's warmed up to it. The pug's not so much.<br />
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And at first his truck from Santa, that matches Daddy's, looks interesting. Until Daddy puts you in it for a ride. Took some time to take it all in I guess.<br />
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It was such a fun day, Christmas through the eyes of a child so incredible.<br />
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On New Year's Eve, boy and I dropped Declan off at my parent's and we headed to Fort Worth. We grabbed a quick bite to eat and I made a quick return to Homegoods before we headed to visit boy's mom at her 3rd chemo treatment. Hooray she's half way done!! Then I left boy at the center and went and picked up Declan and we met them all back at his parent's home. Declan is the best medicine after a long chemo day. Then boy and I headed to bed early after getting Declan down to binge watch Sherlock on Netflix. We didn't even make it through one episode, much less till midnight. Sleeping is a good way to ring in the New Year if you ask me.<br />
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My mom started a tradition last year, where she gives Declan a pair of Christmas PJ's. This year I happened to be at her house when they came and well we both couldn't resist and ended up using them for my parent's Christmas card. Oh the truth this card speaks!</div>
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We had Breakfast with Santa this past weekend. I'll let Declan tell you his thoughts on it...</div>
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I feel like we entered a rite of parenting passage with the crying Santa picture.</div>
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Don't let the kid fool you thought...it wasn't all filled with tears. Forget the Santa, we we're all about the large never-ending breakfast. He sat and ate, all while keeping a good eye on the big guy.</div>
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This was our second year to do this...you can travel back to last years experience <a href="http://aboyagirlandapug.blogspot.com/2013/12/breakfast-with-santa.html">here</a>. I will say this one was way better over last year and not just because Declan was more aware, but because this Santa was actually old enough to walk up to rent-a-car and rent a car. It's the little things that make this time of year magical you know?</div>
<br />a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-77416979565695484452014-12-09T14:00:00.000-06:002014-12-09T14:00:02.097-06:00oh pug<div style="text-align: center;">
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Nine years y'all...nine years of these shenanigans of his.</div>
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I don't know if I was really that surprised when the other day I walked back into the kitchen after changing Declan and discovered pug had pulled off a sack of flour (in a ziploc bag) from the shelf off the pantry and then tore into it. And I guess either him or his faithful watch dog (Landry) ran around leaving little flour paw prints all over my wood floors. It took forever to clean this up.</div>
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A tradition my parent's started with me when I was young was that you write a letter to Santa on Thanksgiving and then put it outside the door and he comes by in the middle of the night to collect the letters. We started last year with Declan. I filled in his letter this year. Declan's always saying num nums for food and knew that had to be on his list, but boy and I had a disagreement between is he actually saying yum yums or num nums so I compromised and put both. Then we put the letter for Santa in the window sill.</div>
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We had our pictures done last month by our favorite photographer and so I was able to get a better jump on them this year. I don't know about y'all but I love sending Christmas cards and receiving them. If you've sent me a photo card I will save it. I have dedicated Christmas card album full of Christmas cards. I keep it out during the holiday and it's fun to look back at friend's who were pregnant and just announcing one year and then the next holding their baby. I love it! I'm a Christmas card hoarder I tell you. <br />
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I'm not loyal on who I order my cards from...I like to just visit the sites and see which design fits my fancy or compliments the portrait on the front. As I was browsing I realized I spend way too much time trying to make up my mind because there are some really cute designs out there. So, I started marking them and thought maybe I won't feel like I've wasted perfectly good nap times around here if I share them with someone who needs a card idea. So, you're welcome if you do. It makes me feel better that my indecisiveness can go to some good use.<br />
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These are some of my favorite templates, again on Etsy, and are all instant downloads. Cheaper then the ones above, but you're doing the work of adding in your pictures. You do have to have photoshop, but most vendors are really good about sending instructions with the download to walk you through those steps. And again you can take them to get printed where ever. I actually ordered #1 and loved it, but once I added our pictures into it it just didn't go. I'll hang onto it for another year.</div>
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You get a lot of unsolicited advice when you join the mommy club, but I always held tightly to my friend's pearls of wisdom. Hers was always just raw truth. No fluff. She knew her days were numbered and had managed to sort through to what really matters and I'm so grateful for her sharing that with me. <br />
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Boy was also in Arizona on business most of the week. This picture about sums up the week. What an awesome gift FaceTime is, but my goodness how rough it is on a one year old when you hit the end button.<br />
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Oh and to top off the week, Friday night boy was giving Declan a bath and after I cleaned up the kitchen I went into our bathroom and just sat on the floor in an exhausted haze. As I'm sitting on the floor boy hands me Declan and somehow Declan lunged forward and boy lost his grip and Declan lands right on my face. And I hear a crack. The worst sound ever. My nose is broken. Just the icing on the cake for the week. Our ER nurse neighbor came over to examine the damage and tell me what to do. I'm not as swollen, but still sporting a pretty bruise. So, this thanksgiving I'm incredibly thankful for smashbox's heavy duty concealer. Oh, and that our Christmas family portraits are done if I'm being truthfully vain.a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-45637039505128951162014-11-19T20:33:00.001-06:002014-11-19T20:44:51.885-06:00TeePee<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My mom and I made Declan his very own teepee a few weeks ago. I should really rephrase that and say, my mom made Declan a teepee since she did all the labor of sewing the canvas and whatnot, while I just swooped in and painted on some navy stripes. She had found a pattern and I took her idea and ran with it after eyeing the orange teepee in the land of nod catalog. It's turned out to be the perfect spot to play peek-a-boo and read a book or two!</div>
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I'm on a reading kick lately. You know when you discover a new to you author and love the book so you read another, then you're reading another piece by them. Yeah that's happening with Liane Moriarty's books right now. I'm obsessed y'all.</div>
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<span style="text-align: center;">I started with her book </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0399159347/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0399159347&linkCode=as2&tag=aboagianapu-20&linkId=6OJG7WTLFOSORQ3V%22%3EThe%20Husband's%20Secret%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/ir?t=aboagianapu-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0399159347%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E" style="text-align: center;">"The Husband's Secret"</a><span style="text-align: center;"> and was hooked from the first chapter. Then bought her newest </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0399167064/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0399167064&linkCode=as2&tag=aboagianapu-20&linkId=TPW5NRXF3JUBEOJ3%22%3EBig%20Little%20Lies%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/ir?t=aboagianapu-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0399167064%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E" style="text-align: center;">"Big Little Lies"</a><span style="text-align: center;"> and it became my escape when baby napped for a few days...such a great read too. Finally, I figured I'd better pick up a copy of </span><a href="https://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0425247449/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0425247449&linkCode=as2&tag=aboagianapu-20&linkId=73ZRWVXNSXV4ZGRQ%22%3EWhat%20Alice%20Forgot%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/ir?t=aboagianapu-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0425247449%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E" style="text-align: center;">"What Alice Forgot"</a><span style="text-align: center;">, the reason I even came across this author in the first place. I'm about halfway done and am so sad for it to end (thankfully I only get to read a little here or there with my kid's refusal to nap). I just love her writing style and love how they're witty yet suspenseful. If you haven't read anything of hers before you must. </span></div>
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I thought I'd add in what Mr. Declan is reading these days as well. Right now our favorite is <a href="https://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href=%22http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0399255370/ref=as_li_tl?ie=UTF8&camp=1789&creative=390957&creativeASIN=0399255370&linkCode=as2&tag=aboagianapu-20&linkId=D4M4GQGCSSSXJZ7L%22%3EThe%20Day%20the%20Crayons%20Quit%3C/a%3E%3Cimg%20src=%22http://ir-na.amazon-adsystem.com/e/ir?t=aboagianapu-20&l=as2&o=1&a=0399255370%22%20width=%221%22%20height=%221%22%20border=%220%22%20alt=%22%22%20style=%22border:none%20!important;%20margin:0px%20!important;%22%20/%3E">"The Day the Crayons Quit" by Drew Daywalt</a>. I think mama and daddy may be enjoying this book more, but he loves reading anything so we'll how this one. This book is hilarious and so creative. One we don't mind reading over and over again.</div>
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a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-90460126438540076672014-10-31T23:35:00.002-05:002014-10-31T23:35:29.085-05:00happy halloween<br />
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from our cute little monkey!</div>
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then we headed out for some trick or treating. we have been so blessed to have two neighbors that each have a boy a few months older and then a few months younger then declan. i can't begin to tell you how many miles we have burned walking and talking with our friends...we love them both dearly. well back in august i hadn't really been thinking halloween costumes, but happened to be in costco and they had just put costumes out so i picked one up because it was so cute. i told the girls and they loved it and they each picked one up too. so we decided to have the boys go as a "barrel of monkeys". we had a sign on the wagon and they were so hilarious and precious in their costumes. anyway a few of these pictures are from a few weeks ago when we did a dress rehearsal halloween because we had some sweet neighbors that would be moving before halloween. </div>
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a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-37513444192862565912014-10-29T22:22:00.005-05:002014-10-29T22:22:53.370-05:00still hereSeriously, where has October gone? October's been a busy month and it hasn't helped one bit that I'm in a bit of blog rut either. So here we are inching closer to November and maybe I should start with a little recap to catch y'all up to speed on life here.<br />
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Declan's now 15 months! Agh how is this possible? He's just the got most lovable personality and constantly laughing and handing out slobbery kisses. My mom made the ever so true comment that you can just not be in a bad mood around this kid! We are just soaking these moments up for sure. We also have a cruising baby in the house. Not completely unassisted yet, but we've gotten about 12 steps all by ourself. That confidence is building everyday. It's the absolute craziest thing to go from one day having him crawling around to taking off wobbling across the kitchen towards you. We're also into everything with this freedom now too...I'm having some second thoughts about putting up a Christmas tree this year for sanity purposes. ha! <br />
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Declan attended his second wedding of one of boy's colleagues these month. This is also the second wedding Declan has been to in a barn. Poor kid's going to grow up thinking you can only get married in a barn. I am loving the barn trend though...so pretty all lit up at night!<br />
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October wouldn't be complete without a trip to the pumpkin patch. Five seconds after this picture was taken we toppled over and got trapped between some pumpkins. He still loved it though!<br />
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We also, unfortunately, found out this month that boy's mom and Declan's Gigi has uterine cancer. To be more specific the type is called MMMT, which is an extremely rare and rather aggressive form of uterine cancer. We've spent the month charting territories of a world we'd frankly rather not chart nor wish for any other families to have to either. There's very little information out there due to it's rarity. If you feel so inclined to pray for Gigi, we'd be ever so humbled and grateful. <br />
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I've promise to be better about blogging...I'll be back Friday...you'll go bananas over his costume!<br />
a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-50432223874543487032014-09-23T16:13:00.002-05:002014-09-23T16:13:16.555-05:00jack jackWe get lots of random comments on Declan's gorgeous red hair and every so often people will tell us who they think he looks like. My favorite so far happened to be from last week when someone came up and told me how cute he was and that he looked like a Keebler elf. Umm, thank you I think? But the one we get the most is Jack Jack from The Incredibles and the first time our friend mentioned that I went and googled it because it'd been awhile since I had last seen it. Yup bless his heart and those ears!! I just wish his super power was being an awesome napper!<br />
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<span id="goog_1612636954"></span><span id="goog_1612636955"></span><br />a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-53189091412951548192014-09-05T14:39:00.001-05:002014-09-05T14:39:08.969-05:00a day in the life ofI always love seeing bloggers document just and ordinary day in their life. I think this will be fun to look back upon in a few years at what a day typically looked like with a one year old. So here we go...<br />
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7:00 am- My alarm clock (aka Declan) is hollering at me. Boy's already out the door for work and pug is sleeping in the laundry room and Landry is in bed with me. I grab Dec who's standing up in his crib letting me know how hungry he is. We do a quick diaper change then grab a bottle and curl back up in my bed to snuggle (my favorite part of the day).<br />
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7:15 am- Thankfully he dozes back to sleep and so do I. I am so not a morning person.<br />
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8:30 am- We're up! We grab a bite for breakfast today (waffles and fruit) and then while he plays in the living room I feed the pups and let them out then start the routine (unload dishwasher, toss in a load of laundry, pump).<br />
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9:15 am- I shower and get dressed for the day while he tries to get into stuff in the bathroom cabinets. He likes just crawling around the closet and pulling out shoes and stuff off the lower hangers (I make it a quick shower). Add in a little pug chasing to get the day started then get him dress Declan.<br />
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10:00 am- We head into the next town over (big city for us) because I've got the crazy project in my head to do and need a few things for it at Lowes. He looks bored already!<br />
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11:30 am- Spent way more time in Lowe's then I had planned, then hit one more store to try and find a birthday present for his buddy's birthday party coming up. No luck.<br />
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12:15 am- Head to our favorite sandwich shop Which Wich and grab a sandwich to go. I'm not feeling brave enough to eat out in public with a messy baby. That's a two man job! So we drive home.<br />
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12:45 am- Declan snoozes on the way home I'm praying he will eat then nap for me. I'm kicking myself that I took so long. Never a good sign when baby falls asleep in car right before nap time. Wakes up for lunch!<br />
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1:15 am- After a yummy sandwich and some carrot sticks we head off to nap. And mama can finish up stuff around the house and return phone calls (all that boring stuff).<br />
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1:30 am- Not napping just talking to ourselves in the crib.<br />
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2:00 pm- Crying now not wanting to nap. I go in there pick him up, soothe him, kiss him night night then lay him back down. Wanting no part of this nap business he's putting up a good fight. I try and plead with him but it's not looking good. Finally after two hours of trying I cave :-( and go get him. Now we're both worn out.<br />
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3:15 pm- With the looks of no nap in our immediate future I decide to run another errand in town that's been on my to do list. And we take a baby selfie!<br />
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3:58 pm- Make it to Sonic in just the nick of time before happy hour ends. Mama needs a pick me up. Confession I sometimes read a book at Sonic. <br />
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4:15 pm- My parents have been out the country and just got home a few minutes before so we head over there to surprise them and say hello. To say they missed Declan is an understatement, my mom basically ran out the front door to greet us. Priceless. Declan is full of smiles for his Bubbie and Big Daddy.<br />
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5:15 pm- Said goodbye to the grandparents and head home to make dinner. He tells me "no" strapping him into the car seat (oy!)<br />
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5:30 pm- Crawl around while I make a dinner.<br />
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5:45 pm- Hubby calls to say he had a meeting run late and will be late for dinner.<br />
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6:00 pm- Dinner time for mommy and Declan. We keep daddy's warm in the oven.<br />
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6:30 pm- Neighborhood walk with friends. Love this time of the day...great mama therapy!<br />
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7:15 pm- Daddy's home!! He eats dinner and plays with Declan. They're working on walking tonight. I feed the pugs.<br />
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8:00 pm- Bath and bottle for Declan. Daddy does bath duty and I tackle the kitchen and fold some laundry. <br />
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8:30 pm- Declan down for the night. We watch Big Brother and catch up on our day. <br />
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9:30 pm- Pump one last time, return a few e-mails and pay bills and then we head to bed.<br />
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10:30 pm- Boy's out for the count so I use this time to binge watch the last season of Parenthood. This is one of my favorite shows and last season I missed a few episodes being sleep deprived and what not with a new baby so I just held off on watching it until it came out on Netflix. Love this season! Sadly I only make it through an episode and a half before I'm out to. Night night!<br />
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<br />a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-13520232289310475792014-08-26T14:04:00.001-05:002014-08-26T14:04:44.533-05:00project nursery contest<br />
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this sweet -cheerio loving little one year old has a huge favor to ask! the lovely site <a href="http://projectnursery.com/2014/08/vote-august-party-finalists-2014/">project nursery</a>, nominated declan's hundred acre wood birthday party as a finalist for their august birthdays. we're super excited and if you sweet friends get a second or two would you mind voting? it's really easy, just click the link below scroll towards the end and click on declan's box then hit vote. i believe the contest ends the end of this week and you can vote every 24 hours if you feel so inclined. so pretty pretty please with cheerios on top would you vote? thank you bloggy friends we're so grateful!<br />
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<br />a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-23734975475652373782014-08-21T10:55:00.000-05:002014-08-21T10:55:17.732-05:00let's talk car seatsOk so here's the deal I way over think this car seat business. Right now Declan is still in his infant carrier. It works great and he doesn't mind, but I know in a month or so he'd be a lot more comfortable in a convertible car seat to sit up a little more. In the state of Texas, it's rear facing till 35 pounds so he's going to be facing backwards for some time so that feature is a big factor. If you've been down this road I'd love your input. Here's the ones we're contemplating.<br />
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1. <a href="http://www.chiccousa.com/gear/car-seats/nextfit-pulse.aspx">Chicco NextFit</a><br />
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I've read some really awesome reviews on this one. I've felt the fabric in person and like the plushness to it. Also, everyone says it's one of the easiest to clean (love that). A bonus is that it's easy to install too. Fairly new to the market it being under 2 years old does make me a little nervous.<br />
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2. <a href="http://www.britaxusa.com/clicktight-convertibles">Britax</a><br />
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Honestly, the Britax makes my head spend a little with all the options. Marathon, Boulevard, Advocate too many choices. I know lots of people that love this brand and have had no complaints. Through my research I noticed they are revamping this carseat and adding their newest feature the Clicktight installation system. Love the look, but not so much the price. Curious how you've liked the Britax fabrics too?<br />
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3. <a href="http://www.maxi-cosi.com/us-en/products/car-seats/convertible/pria-70.aspx">Maxi-Cosi Pria 70</a><br />
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The Maxi Cosi infant carrier was a serious contender for us. Great safety reviews on the convertible car seat. Love the fabric. Oh by the way if I didn't live in the hot state of Texas and had a money tree growing in my backyard I'd be all over the leather model of this car seat! Good price on this one, but just not so crazy about a cup holder (don't these get nasty pretty quickly)<br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">9 years later...happy anniversary boy!</span></div>
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a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-87035494798934934392014-08-19T13:30:00.002-05:002014-08-19T13:30:24.918-05:00shop til we dropI took advantage of a cloudy day yesterday to run to Fort Worth and do some shopping. Cloudy weather equals 99 degree temps instead of 105. Makes it a little more bearable loading and unloading a baby in the car. <br />
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Anyway, Declan's eatting like crazy these days. You cannot walk to the pantry without this kid on your heels begging for something. Add the pugs to the mix and we now have three little beggars at your feet. First stop Babies"R"Us to pick up a few things. We discovered these Plum Organics Fiddlesticks a few weeks and Declan loves them, but of course their hard to find. Babies"R"Us carries them so I tried to sneak a stockpile into the cart while he wasn't looking. Didn't happen. You can't put anything past this kid and before you know it we had our first moment of having to bust out a food item right there in the aisle to avoid unwanted attention. This kid could live off Fiddlesticks if I let him. <br />
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Then we headed to the mall to do some shopping. Declan is the best shopping buddy. As long as were moving and have snacks on hand he does great. I'm super thankful for that! We made a stop at Stride Rite to get fitted for some shoes. I have to be honest I was totally clueless in this department I thought I could just buy cute shoes. Thanks to some mommy friends I learned there's more too it so little man got some new proper kicks. He was a big fan.<br />
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Last stop Trader Joe's. I'm a sucker for their new items on display to try. We ended up with this to try for a stir fry. I have high hopes. <br />
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<br />a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-5625196257880189412014-07-30T21:23:00.002-05:002014-07-30T21:23:47.935-05:00recycling the soundtrack to my lifeWe had to take everything down from the attic when we had a water softener put in last week. Not super fun to do when it's 100 degrees outside, but we used this opportunity to do a major purge on some junk that shouldn't have even made the last two moves. It feels good. Those college textbooks we held on to because it literally felt like throwing out hundred dollar bills. Gone. Christmas Decor I didn't put up last year. Gone. My rather large CD collection aka my life's soundtrack. Gone. Eek!<br />
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This last one was not so much my idea. But I got tired of hearing my husband's laughter every time he tossed another Now That's What I Call music CD into the trash and poke fun at my soundtrack collection. What can I saw I went through a very big soundtrack phase in high school. Borderline intervention from Hastings. But no worries I've come to terms that it's been years since I've used a CD since everything is downloaded these days. I did steal back from the trash my very first CD I ever bought...the Free Willy Soundtrack. 5th grade. Good times what can I say. So I'm curious do your remember your first CD? You must share!<br />
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We had sweet Declan's First Birthday celebration this weekend! Oh how fast this year went. It turned out precious. I had another theme in mind when I first started party planning, but a friend gave some good advice that you kind of only get one opportunity to do something a little be "babyish" and sweet before it's all trucks and superheros so that's when I decided to do a classic Pooh theme. Declan has a classic stuffed Pooh that my parent's gave him for Christmas and he snuggles with it every night so it was perfect. Here's a little glimpse of Declan's Hundred Acre Woods Party.</div>
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I just loved his invitations I ordered off etsy and then printed myself. </div>
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We had our water softener installed this week and it came on a wood pallet. As soon as I saw it I told the hubby not to toss it or let it get trashed and I just sawed off some pieces and painted the wording on with craft paint I had on hand. You can't go wrong with free.<br />
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A burlap banner spelled out "declan is one" and hung above the food table.</div>
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Thankful for pinterest for the help in making a chalkboard sign in photoshop.<br />
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Pooh's Honey Ham Sliders</div>
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Tigger Tails (chocolate covered pretzel rods with orange melts drizzled on top)</div>
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Piglet's in a Blanket (pigs in a pretzel blanket)</div>
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Eeyore's feelin' (Blue)berry cobbler</div>
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Honey Hibiscus Iced Tea</div>
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Instead of a cake I got cupcakes and made some cute toppers...so much easier then cutting a cake</div>
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Our sweet friend made his smash cake. It was gluten free, low sugar and made with all natural dyes. A healthy cake was perfect for a babies first taste at the good stuff. And honestly it was delicious. Everyone kept tasting it and raving about it. Loved his little "hunny pot" smash cake and so did the birthday boy!</div>
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And that wraps up our tour of Declan's Hundred Acre Wood!</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">dear declan,</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">oh sweet boy i'm having a hard time wrapping my head around the fact that it's been one year since you came into this world and we got to hold you for the first time. what a year it has been. that's one year of snuggles. one year of your sweet smiles. one year of staring into your beautiful blue eyes. one year of calling you mine. </span><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;"><span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">this past year has been everything. </span>you are our everything and the years before you somehow don't seem as meaningful or worthy as this last year has. i have these simple moments that i try to grab hold to remember forever. like when it's just you and me and you grab my cheeks with your chubby fingers and stare into my eyes and you smile so big and coo so hard and i can't help but think it doesn't get any better then this. and if it does i don't think my heart can take it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">at 12 months, little man, you are filling out weighing around 21 pounds and sporting 12 months clothes. enjoy those dimples on your legs now, because once you hit 30 no one will be gawking and ahhing at them then. you wear a size 4 diaper. you're also babbling up a storm. we've gotten mama, apple and bubble out of you speech wise. your poor daddy has been so patient and so eager for you to say dada. you're so close though. you've really taken off this month crawling around and exploring your surroundings. i love watching you discover new things like the door catchers. thru your little eyes those things are just the coolest and it's precious to see you figure it all out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">we celebrated your birthday with lots of family and close friends. everyone couldn't wait to see you dig into your smash cake and you didn't disappoint. you did exactly what i thought you would, sort of take your time and be cautious about it and then on your own time dug into it. it was a precious moment. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">you've blessed our lives so much sweet boy. happy 1st birthday declan!! </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">all my love,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">mama</span>a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-86137085568998151132014-07-18T20:43:00.003-05:002014-07-18T20:43:47.814-05:00someone is one!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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i had declan's one year pictures done this week and our sweet photographer sent me a few sneak peeks. melt my heart i love this little boy. if anyone needs me i'll be curled up in the fetal position bawling that my baby is already one. happy birthday my sweet boy!</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">my sweet eleven month old...almost one year old! how is that? this month you have mastered crawling. it's a whole new world for both of us. i'm having a hard time adjusting to the fact that i used to be able to sit you down on the floor run grab something and you'd just be hanging out where i left you 2 seconds ago. now if i do that i have to go on a hunt to find you. you're so quick, but thankfully you've usually just gone to find me. the other day you and the pugs followed me into the other room one by one. it was like follow the leader...i couldn't help but laugh at the sight.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">you're weighing around 22 pounds, in 12 month clothing and wearing a size 4 diaper. your beautiful red hair is really starting to thicken up and there are these curls on your chubby little neck that are to die for. oh how i pray you keep that red hair. you have the sweetest personality. you're a bit shy meeting new people, but it doesn't take you long to flash them one of your precious smiles. you're always laughing too.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">we had to lower the crib this month because you started standing up in it. so now when you wake up from a nap or in the mornings you're standing up babbling away...sometimes screaming at me too if i don't get you fast enough. the other morning i walked in and you were standing up in bed with your pants off. how you got those off still remains a mystery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">i love you so much little man. you've started giving hugs to me and it just melts me. i'm so blessed to be your mama and hope you never stop giving me your precious hugs.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">all my love,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Courier New",Courier,monospace;">mama</span>a boy a girl and a pughttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10821446457064733994noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4178120149412945093.post-69357347630390877812014-06-30T21:19:00.001-05:002014-06-30T21:19:23.403-05:00happeningsHello...how is it seriously the last day of June already?!? I just love the summer months and a few weeks ago had a near melt down at Hobby Lobby with all the pumpkin decorations and Christmas garland going up. Seriously? Can they just give me till August so I can enjoy the 100 degree temps in peace before I start thinking the holidays. <br />
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Also, my kid turns 1 in 18 days? Shut the front door. Thankfully, planning his party is a good distraction from curling up in a ball weeping about how big my baby boy is getting. Is this a normal? I'm just praying I can keep it together the day of his party. Can't wait to show some pictures of his party planning. I'm going with a Declan's 100 Acre Wood theme and it's turning out so sweet. Can I just give a huge shout out to pinterest on that one!<br />
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Also, very excited Big Brother started last week. Anyone else watching? I do believe this is going to be a great year!<br />
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